Luo Xiaoyu cried all the way and rushed straight to her brother, Luo Xiaohu also cried loudly when he saw his sister, and shouted "help" in his mouth, and Luo Xiaoyu was even more heartbroken when he heard it. It's a pity that Luo Xiaoyu ran closer, but was blocked by a layer of invisible power, and Ye Fei and the others could see that it was the power emitted by the magic array. Luo Xiaoyu tried to collide a few times, but it was useless, he turned around and knelt down to the Jindan monk with a "plop", kowtowing like pounding garlic, and after a few strokes, his forehead was already a blur, and blood was dripping. But she couldn't help it, she still kept kowtowing, and kept begging: "Sir, please, let Xiaohu go." Please. Xiaohu respects you the most on weekdays, please look at the past feelings, let Xiaohu go..."

The Jindan monk didn't pay attention to her at all, his attention was all on Ye Fei at this time, and when he saw Ye Fei and a few people rushing over, he was anxious and angry. Before he could react, the foundation-building monk to his left had been pierced through his stomach by a protruding ground thorn, and it seemed that he would not survive. Seeing this situation, Monk Jindan's eyes turned red, and he shouted angrily, and his eyes turned nervously to the drop of demon blood on the top of Luo Xiaohu's head. Seeing that the demonic blood trembled, as if it was about to disperse, but in the end, it slowly stabilized.

"Senior brother!?Great!Hold on!" Brother Jin Dan paused for a moment, looked at the pierced man in surprise, and was greatly encouraged to see that he had not yet lost his breath.

"Senior brother, little brother, little brother, if you can't do it, you'll be the last..." will help you!!" The man foamed at the mouth and said intermittently, his eyes flashing with a frenzy, and the last few words roared out loud.

Ye Fei and Xuanzhuang had just rushed to the front, and when they heard this, they suddenly had a bad premonition. As soon as he turned his head to look, he saw that the half-dead monk's face flashed a hint of flush, and he took out a bottle of red boiling blood from the space bag and poured it down. Ye Fei secretly screamed badly, and hurriedly gave up his original goal, turned around and rushed towards him. It's a pity that everything happened too fast, Ye Fei just ran two steps, the man had already swallowed blood, and in an instant, the man's face was red and distorted, and a powerful momentum erupted from his whole body, which bounced Ye Fei away. Glancing back, the man's eyes flashed with blood, and he smiled cruelly, concentrating the true qi of his whole body and outputting it with all his strength to the magic circle.

The magic circle received the input of a huge ** force, and suddenly burst out with dazzling blood-colored brilliance, and the demon blood on the top of Luo Xiaohu's head drilled into the top of his head at a speed visible to the naked eye. Luo Xiaohu let out a howl of pain, his face distorted even more, and the strange symbols on his body also emitted bursts of brilliance, gradually seeping into his skin until he disappeared. Luo Xiaoyu didn't care about praying at this time, and let out a roar, constantly hitting the magic circle. It's a pity that she is a mortal **, how can she not be the magic circle in the east.

The whole thing was completed in a moment, completely beyond the expectations of Ye Fei and the others, and it was too late to stop it, and they watched the Blood Demon Sect's "Demon Blood Infusion" be completed.

Seeing that the situation had reached the point of no return, Ye Fei's heart was shocked, and he secretly screamed badly, turned his head to look at Xuanzhuang, his eyes were solemn and questioning. But without Xuanzhuang's answer, he can guess the result, Luo Xiaohu is afraid that he will not be able to stay.

Sure enough, Xuanzhuang nodded gloomily when he saw Ye Fei's eyes. It's just that the clenched teeth show the unwillingness in his heart.

With a secret sigh, Ye Fei pounced on the living foundation building period monk, and Xuanzhuang also continued to fight the Jindan monk. In any case, destroy the Blood Demon Sect first.

The monk who built the foundation followed a physical melee path similar to Xuanzhuang, holding a large knife in his hand. Seeing Ye Fei coming, he drew his knife and fought with Ye Fei. This monk's strength is very strong, and after a few fights, Ye Fei felt a faint pain in the tiger's mouth, and the iron sword was directly cut in two. Ye Fei knew that there was still a big gap between himself and the real flesh body cultivator, especially since he had just built a foundation, and his opponent was probably a third-order foundation building, and fighting in close quarters at this time was extremely disadvantageous to himself. Settle down, Ye Fei simply no longer bummered hard, threw away the half-cut iron sword in his hand, moved around the opponent flexibly, and entangled this person with the ice archery technique that he had already mastered, and from time to time he took a cold breath.

Over there, Xuanzhuang and Najin Dan are in full swing. That person was an extremely skilled master of spell cultivation, using a magic shield to resist Xuanzhuang's attack, and all kinds of weird blood spells in his hand emerged one after another, forcing Xuanzhuang not to dare to approach, so he had to cautiously wander and attack. However, compared to the other party, Xuanzhuang has a greater advantage, although it seems to be passive, in fact, it is just a smart war of attrition with the other party. The other party had just completed the rather difficult magic circle ceremony, and at this time, the body was already empty, and it was officially strong outside. Xuanzhuang can consume it like this, but he can't, as long as it drags on until the last exhaustion, it will be the day of death. Therefore, although this man has the upper hand, his face is full of anxiety.

Just when the four of them were fighting each other, Xuan Xin ran to Luo Xiaoyu's sister and brother. Looking at the appearance of the two of them, Xuan Xin couldn't help but burst into tears. At this time, Luo Xiaohu collapsed all over his body, lying softly in Luo Xiaoyu's arms, obviously, the pain in his body had not disappeared, his face was still twisted, and sweat was like rain. Maybe it was because he saw Luo Xiaoyu's face covered with blood and crying bitterly, he didn't cry, he just bit his lip and endured it. Luo Xiaoyu hugged her younger brother and cried in distress. Seeing Xuan Xin, she suddenly remembered Xuan Zhuang's words, and asked nervously: "Sister Xuan Xin, is the ceremony still completed?

Xuan Xin's lips moved, but in the end he couldn't bear to say it, but just shook his head with tears. When Luo Xiaoyu heard this, she hugged her brother tightly and cried loudly.

Xuan's heart was soft-hearted, and when he saw this, he couldn't stay any longer, so he simply turned around and went to help Ye Fei. However, as soon as he turned around, he saw a man, a man whom everyone had ignored. The man was lying on the ground, struggling to raise his head, holding a magic weapon similar to a flying shuttle in his hand and trying to aim at Xuanzhuang. Xuanxin was shocked, he didn't have time to think about it, he raised his hand and stabbed the ground, and shouted loudly: "Senior brother, be careful!"

It's a pity that although Xuan Xin has already counterattacked with the fastest speed and issued a warning, that person has been planning for a long time after all. Almost at the same time that the ground thorn struck him, the magic weapon shot out at an extremely fast speed, hitting Xuanzhuang in an instant. Fortunately, Xuanzhuang subconsciously twisted his body to the side when he heard Xuanxin's voice, this magic weapon did not hit the vital point, but it also shot Xuanzhuang through, from the right chest in, until the back was exposed. Xuanzhuang shouted, swung an axe with all his might, blocked the counterattack of the Jindan monk, and was immediately knocked away and fell into the distant woods.

The moment the attacking monk sent out the magic weapon, Xuanxin's ground thorn pierced his body again, he hung on the ground thorn, and shouted with all his might: "Senior brother, go away! Take away the Blood Demon Lord!" and then died of anger.

Monk Jindan was also a decisive person, and when he saw this, he no longer pursued Xuanzhuang, turned around and stretched out his hand to grab Luo Xiaohu. Xuan Xin struggled to resist, but unfortunately, the difference in cultivation was too great, and her spells such as earth walls and ground thorns could not cause any damage to the other party at all. The Jindan monk rushed to Luo Xiaohu's side, slapped Xuan Xin and Luo Xiaoyu out with a palm of his hand, and picked up Luo Xiaohu and was about to run.

Seeing this, Ye Fei was very anxious, now that he had a sense of belonging to the Qingling Sect, he was naturally extremely concerned about this matter. Seeing that the person was about to escape, he couldn't care about hiding anymore, so he directly took out the spirit-level flying sword rewarded by the system, used the method of the imperial sword, killed the opponent with a sword volley, and shot the flying sword at the Jindan monk with a remote control. That person didn't expect that Ye Fei, a little monk who had just built a foundation, actually had a spirit-level flying sword, and he couldn't prevent it, so he only had time to deviate from it, and his arm was cut off by a sword, and half of his arm fell to the ground with Luo Xiaohu. The man screamed in pain, and was about to turn around and catch Luo Xiaohu again, Ye Feifei's sword arrived again, he had just resisted a few times, but Xuanzhuang rushed from a distance, his mouth was full of murderous roar and the bloody half of his body, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to linger any longer, bit his tongue, a burst of blood flashed on his body, and in an instant, he rushed to the sky and disappeared.

Seeing the enemy fleeing, Xuanzhuang's body shook and almost fell, Ye Fei hurriedly ran over to support him.

The two of them were rejoicing to themselves, when suddenly, an exclamation came from behind them.

"Little Tiger!

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